Adrian's POV
I sat in my car, my jaw clenched so tight I could feel the muscle ticking beneath my skin. The shadows from the streetlights cut across my face, making the interior feel like a cage.
A green sports car came roaring down the street, pulling off a perfect drift that ended just inches from my front bumper.
"Adrian!" Ethan practically tumbled out of his car, his usual swagger replaced with urgency. "What's with all the cloak-and-dagger? Feel like I'm in some spy movie!"
I jerked my chin toward the passenger seat. He needed to get in. Now.
He slid in beside me, and I didn't waste time with pleasantries. "Ward Hardware is in trouble."
Ethan's cocky grin faltered as he caught the severity in my tone. He ran a hand through his hair, confusion creasing his brow. "I'
